#also kinda hate the first 3 pages

[naomistares]

comic update. i am lining it (not with the utmost precision, please, i am real) i am 4/15 pages done. when will this nightmare end. (positive)

[aroaessidhe]

2024 reads / storygraph

Greta & Valdin

contemporary fiction following two gay siblings who live together in central auckland

Greta, in her 20s, getting her masters and living on a shitty academic salary, getting over an unrequited crush, and exploring a new relationship

Valdin, in his 30s, who quit science for a tourism show, whose ex (he still isn’t over) is in his orbit again when work sends him to Argentina, and has to confront what he wants for his future

navigating adulthood, OCD, a messy eccentric Māori/Russian family

[kroosluvr]

temptation

i lowkey have too many notes to write down properly KDFHKDS but ill write them down for Future Cele so i can read it later and be like omggg past cele ur so fun and interesting

in general, the more "color" the scenes have, the closer it is to "real life" as opposed to the muted/hushed winter blues of maruki's reality

i.e. the dark frames w akira smiling and the very last panel are when reality sinks in: first for akira, then for goro

by the way this is long winter au but sumire is still brainwashed. this also works for canonverse but i just had long winter au in mind:o

youve heard of laundry and taxes now get ready for coffee and pastries

in every panel, akira is smiling! :) and goro is very much not smiling.

intentionally his face is hidden in the last 2 pages so its unclear whether it's the "ideal reality" already (akira/goro's daydreams/wants/desires), or if goro is still fighting akira on making sure he picks the right choice

the smoke from the first page kinda leads into the 3rd page omfg COMPLETELY UNINTENTIONAL BUT REALLY COOL LMAOOO

that's nameless and belladonna in jazz jin!!! i love them. I LOVETHEM. i miss them so bad is it obvious

the cafe is loosely based off of caffe strada @ uc berkeley LMAO. my parents used to take me there a lot as a little kid so that's the first cafe i think of when i imagine one. its like right on the streetside, basically on the sidewalk, so its very bustling and people are always walking by... probably a little disconcerting to see everyones summery bright smiles despite the bitter cold and snow

in long winter AU, the Ideal Reality starts before 1/1 so yeah they get to see the new years fireworks together (or something)

also intentional that they wear the same winter outfits in the whole comic although it Probably does not take place at the same time. in maruki's snowglobe, time seems frozen in place... but akira and goro are both acutely aware that the sands are running thru QUICK

goro's frustrated expression on page 3 is one also of disdain: "don't speak FOR me you fucking imbecile" type of expression.

goro, who's never lived a normal life and therefore doesn't know much abt "normalcy" nor really actively seeks it. this 3rd semester is basically purgatory for him and he doesn't care to try and go through the motions the way akira does. akira what do YOU know about the type of "normalcy" i deserve? how do YOU know if i "deserve" that?

im thinking that this is a naive akira who is mostly set on taking the deal because he feels hopeless... seeing all his friends with good happy lives while goro and himself are alive and miserable and shouldering the weight of the world during the horror of long winter......

oh but if he takes the deal they could all be good and alive and happy!!!.... and goro knows this. i feel like in any other universe (i.e. akira is 100% certain on not taking the deal and goro knows this) then goro would be happy and carefree to do these little indulgences for himself and akira's sake, to just enjoy the snowglobe world while it exists.

but this goro is discontent. he sees how akira is enjoying the snowglobe and knows maruki is depending on this. goro has to be the one to remind akira that none of this is his to keep........ in this fucked up world, routine is dangerous. becoming comfortable is dangerous. they cannot keep any of this.

on that note, goro says "i hate you" in a halfhearted sort of way (it's not true and akira knows that.) but he's trying to think of a way that he can dissuade akira from picking the wrong choice.....

and i think the thing is, goro thinks all of this, but he still falls into the rhythm of routine with akira anyway. in a way, goro feels hopeless too.

all of this is maruki's doing........ paralyzed by the inability to choose... whatever you do, you lose. goro needs to hold akira at arm's length so the stupid sentimental fool doesn't get too attached and falls into the wrong universe. akira needs to make a concentrated effort to detach himself from goro even though he wants the simplest thing in the world: just one more unremarkable day with him. it's lose-lose..........,

also i liked drawing the tentacles in the last pic the freaking blue lines on them were SO satisfying to draw

edit: also the last page: the blood flooding the panel….. the idea of the ideal world being built off of the blood and sweat and tears and bodies of the people who could have been. of those lost in the actualization, of those destroyed, of those stitched together and brought back to life. all just for a little false happiness. goro sees it but akira doesn’t, and it’s a grim sight.

[wwilsonbarness]

hello? Mr. Pickle?

pairings:  bucky barnes x reader

summary: Bucky struggles with modern technology, especially autocorrect. 

warnings: none, pure fluff 

word count: 495

a/n: When I was writing i can’t do this anymore my autocorrect changed doll to dill and so this was born - also my first drabble? Huge thanks to @hopelessromantic423 for the title suggestion <33

Feedback, likes and reblogs are much appreciated :) 

I do not give permission for my work to be copied, reposted or translated on any other platform.

masterlist 

From across the room you could hear your phone vibrating so you made a mental note to check it once you finish this chapter of your book. It buzzed again and you debated going over to it but you only had two pages left. Then it buzzed 3 more times, straight after each other. This was when you decided it must be important so you got up and started walking over. It buzzed another two times as you walked over and you started to panic, it could’ve been an emergency. When you saw the messages on your screen you couldn’t help but burst into laughter. It was Bucky who was messaging you. 

Buck

I’m just leaving. What do you want for dinner dill?  dill** dill** This stupid fucking phone. DILL** DILL DILL** Fuck sake I’m phoning you 

You only just finish reading the last message when your phone begins to ring and you try to compose your laughter enough to answer. 

“Hey Buck, or should I say Mr Pickle?” 

“Ha Ha.” He replies sarcastically, “I take it you seen my texts. Stupid phone never works.” 

“It’s just not used to your 40’s lingo babe.” You teased, you were always kidding with him about how much of an old man he was. Not in the way of his literal age but the way he lived, he hated using new technology, he hated social media, and you don’t even want to think back on the time you tried to make him watch a reality show. He tried liking all the modern parts of the world but he missed the old days where things were a lot simpler. He was just glad he had you to help him through it. 

“Yeah well it’s lucky I didn’t throw it out the car.” You hear him mumble something along the lines of “piece of crap” and it makes you giggle. “It’s not funny doll.” 

“It’s kinda funny.” 

“I hate you.” He jokes. 

“No you don’t.” You manage to reply through your laughter. 

“You’re right I don’t. So what do you want for dinner?”

You take a second to think, “I’m kinda craving cheeseburgers.” 

“I could do a cheeseburger, I’m near that burger place anyways.” 

“Could you get some fries too? Oh! And a milkshake? The one with the oreo pieces? Please.” He couldn’t see but your pouty lip had come out. 

“Anything you want doll.” 

“Thanks babe, how long do you think you’ll be?”

“Should be like 20 minutes, do you wanna watch something while we eat?” 

“You read my mind! I’ll set it up in time for you coming home.” 

“Okay, won’t be long. Love you.” 

“Love you too.” Bucky’s about to hang up before you quickly start speaking again. “Bucky?” 

“Yeah?” 

“Could you get me extra pickles on my burger?” 

You hear him scoff a little then laugh, “I’m hanging up now.” 

“Byeee.” You trail off until the call ends. You were never gonna let him live this one down.

[birdie-ghost]

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[Ch.1]

My Ko-fi

Important update info under the cut!

Soooooo it's been like 2 years!! Hello.

Quick buncha stuff to answer questions: I don't know how often I'll update. Sorry :/

The style did change! Sorry if it looks weird for a little while, I lost all my brushes and found out tonight that I also no longer have ANY of my old comic files so I'm just kinda fucked there. So palletes and allat has to be redone

Where'd I go? Idk man I went into public high school and it's been a wild ride. I left an abusive household, no longer talk to my mom (FUCK yes I HATE her. This is a positive) but also adjusting schedules for that was a pain.

Story is going to be slightly more fragmented because I have to recompile it! But yeah. Feel free to ask more spoilor-y questions due to my lack of update being guaranteed!

this is what the page was originally gonna look like about a year ago, but the person I was dating made fun of me so much so I felt like shit drawing this. Good news I no longer date him!! It doesn't have this composition anymore cus I simply Hate Redrawing Things I've Already Drawn.

I'm also now an adult! Which is weird to think about cus I started this comic when I was 15!!! lovely how time works.

Thank you all for your patience :]

<3

[ms-cartoon]

Normally, when I see posts like this, I ignore it cuz it's nothing serious to argue over, but I just feel like giving some fair points about it.

I can agree that not every single episode has to revolve around Charlie. There are still some characters we are curious about and want to dive into, but here's the thing;

The problem is we're already 4 eps in and most of them hardly contain Charlie and the plot of the whole show, not to mention they're fast-paced with the show cramming in new characters and the plot containing them as much as possible without even taking the time. Our 4th episode in and we already have Adam, Lute, Vox, Valentino, Velvette, Camilla (her daughters included), Zestial, the other overlords, etc. All these characters and we're not even in episode 5 yet!! I'm surprised Cherri Bomb hasn't even shown up! She was in the pilot and had a whole speaking role and everything while the three Vees and the Overlords didn't.

EP 1: Charlie takes her father's place in having a meeting with the Angels meanwhile Vaggie tries to make a commercial about the hotel with the assistance of the staff. Okay, we were off to an alright start. Though I wish the ep didn't go back and forth with Charlie and Vaggie. I feel like 1 half of the ep should've been about one person while the other half focused on another.

EP 2: The three Vs are introduced. We see that Vox and Alastor hate each other and he, along with Val and Vel, figure out a way to keep Charlie from ever striking a deal with Alastor. Why they are trying to do this? I dunno, it's never explained really. They get Sir Pentious to spy on Charlie and Alastor by seeming to Charlie that he's interested in rehabilitation. Meanwhile, Angel's feeling all upset about it and we're given a hint at him and what his relationship is like with Valentino. (Charlie was present, but overall, this episode was not about her).

EP 3: Alastor arrives at a meeting with the other overlords (Camilla n them). It's a meeting about . . . Idk, it was a meeting. Velvette comes in and reveals she's found the head of one of the exorcists which is a shock to Camilla (because she secretly was the one that killed the exorcist). Meanwhile, Vaggie tries to help Charlie figure out how the staff can have trust and bond with each other. (This episode kinda involves Charlie, but we're mainly focused on Vaggie and how she feels she doesn't do much for her. Crazy thing is someone apart from Viv or Adam wrote this and much better than either of them could write a page.)

EP 4: We immediately jump into the Angel Dust arc where we focus on him and his situation dealing with Valentino. Meanwhile, he continuously argues with Husk but then they make up and become friends in the end. (Charlie's only there for the first half of the episode while just barely being there for the second. Aside from that, this episode wasn't about her at all.)

Y'all see what I mean?

Also, Viv said that Hazbin Hotel was a female-focused show where it is centered around Charlie and even Vaggie, so of course we're gonna expect more of them instead of the rest of the characters.

[mylifesjustacarousel]

hook’s fairy bestie

pairing: james hook x fem!reader (requested!)

summary: you were known around campus as hook’s fairy bestie, but things and feelings change

type: kinda angsty, fluffy at the end

CW: bullying, implied nudity (?) for like a second

WC: 3K

requests are open! <3

Being a fairy was pretty cool. You were tiny and adorable, everybody loved you. Every fairy ever born was born with a talent; something that they were really good at and thrived while doing. Some were tinker fairies, some were water fairies… you were a dust keeper, or, more specifically, a dust alchemist. Dust alchemists took different pixie dusts, mixing them together to create dust that could mimic other fairy talents. This meant that you were also good with potions and spells, Honors Alchemy being one of your favorite classes.

But, being a fairy also had its cons. You had big feelings in such a tiny little body. James Hook, the long haired pirate who was a part of Uliana’s crew, was your best friend. It was quite an odd pairing, but when you two met you clicked instantly. You two met in the courtyard late one night while you were practicing your alchemy. You were making water bubbles in the water fountain that was in the center of the courtyard when he spotted you. He sat on the edge of the fountain as he watched you with pure curiosity in his eyes.

“What’s that?” he asked in a soft tone, not wanting to startle you.

“A water bubble,” you responded, not thinking anything of it. Humans couldn’t hear fairies. Well, they could, but all they could hear was little bell sounds. But, something about Hook was different. “Fascinating,” he mumbled as he continued to watch you.

Your eyes shot open, the bubble that you had been working on bursting as you looked over at him. “You can hear me? Like, actually hear me?”

Hook looked around, a bit confused. “Of course I can hear you? Am I not supposed to hear you?”

You squealed with excitement, explaining to him how humans usually couldn’t hear fairies. He listened to you, a bright smile on his face. Hook was beyond fascinated by you, and the two of you had spent the rest of the night getting to know each other. From that point on, you had him hooked.

A few months had gone by, and the two of you were as close as ever. You spent the majority of your days sitting on his shoulder, gazing at him lovingly. You couldn’t deny it, you had developed feelings for him over the time that you two had know each other. You were just hoping that he felt the same way about you.

You didn’t even know exactly what is was about him that drew you to him. Hook had a reputation on campus, and it wasn’t really a great one. But, you never understood it. When he was around you, he was the sweetest human alive. Not to mention, he was also drop dead gorgeous. Like, seriously. Gorgeous. He was just… different around you. A good different.

“You know how much I hate that class, y/n.” Hook groaned, pushing his textbook away. You were sat on his shoulder, trying to help him study for his upcoming Enchantment for Beginners exam. “Come on, James. This stuff is easy. It’s for beginners.”

You flew off of his shoulder and landed on his desk. You grabbed the tip of his finger, trying to pull his hand towards his textbook. “A little help here? Your hand weighs, like, a thousand pounds!”

“Ouch, that’s hurtful,” he giggled. He grabbed his book, opening it up to the page that he was last on. You walked across the pages, pointing to different spells and incantations as you explained them to him. You had become like his mini tutor, talking to him over and over again about the course material until it had stuck in his head. His grades had reflected it as well, they were the highest they had ever been since he first met you.

“You’ve been doing so well, J,” you said as you sat down on the edge of the book. “Just a few more minutes of studying, I promise.”

Hook rolled his eyes playfully. “We’ve been studying for hours, darling.” He brought his hand up, using the tip of his finger to ruffle your hair. You grimaced. “You know I hate when you do that, James. If I wasn’t so tiny, I’d tackle you.”

Your size difference had never really bothered you. Hook still liked you, regardless of the fact that you were only a few inches tall. So, you had nothing to worry about. But sometimes you had thought about what it would be like to be… normal. To not be trampled and swatted every time a person saw you because they thought you were a fly.

It also meant that you could form actual relationships. You had friends, of course, but no one wanted to date a fairy. It just wasn’t realistic, you were as small as a butterfly. You knew that you and Hook could never be together, but you still held out hope…

“Well, you are that tiny, so I can do this all I want.” He ruffled your hair again.

“You’re the worst, James!”

Hook was sat on the floor in Uliana’s lair, the rest of the VKs sitting around him. You were, of course, sat on his shoulder. The other VKs… had mixed opinions on you. Morgie thought you were absolutely adorable and constantly asked if he could keep you as a pet, while the others found the bell-like sound of your voice to be beyond irritating.

“Hook, there’s a bug on your shoulder. Can I squash it?” Maleficent asked. Her eyes glared daggers at you, her patience getting thinner and thinner as she had to hear Hook basically talk to himself. Hook rolled his eyes. “Enough, Mali. I’m gonna squash you.”

She hissed at him, earning a giggle from Hades who was sat next to her. “If I hear any more of that shrill noise coming from your little bestie, I’m going to feed her to the eels. Capisce?” She snarled.

You frowned, immediately becoming quiet on Hook’s shoulder. She didn’t really scare you, but you hated making things harder on Hook. He was taken a lot less seriously ever since the two of you had gotten close. After all, it was hard to take someone seriously when they have a little fairy following them around constantly.

“Easy there. She’s not even doing anything wrong.”

Maleficent rolled her eyes, a disgusted look on her face. “Oh, come on, Hook! She’s here all the time now, and she’s only around you all the time because she has a big fat crush on you! She’s changed you, and if Uliana finds out about this little thing you have going on, you and your little fairy are dead!”

You were sat there, your tiny face a bright shade of red. You were humiliated. There’s no way that he didn’t know that you had feelings for him, but you hoped that if you ignored your feelings, they would just go away. Within seconds, you had flown off, unable to even face Hook. Being fed to the eels didn’t sound so bad at that point.

“Y/n? You here, darling?” Hook called out, walking into your dorm room. You were sat on your windowsill, your head buried in your hands.

“Go away, James!” you exclaimed. He sighed, going over to you and kneeling in front of the windowsill. “You know that she’s just mean, y/n. That’s all she is. But, um, was she telling the truth?” he asked. You looked up at him, internally panicked.

“What if she was telling the truth?”

“Oh, darling…” He felt a pang of guilt. He didn’t think that you had actually felt that way. “You know that… we can’t be together. I don’t feel that way about you.”

You were horrified. Horrified that the conversation even happened, and horrified that you had been rejected. Tears threatened to spill from your eyes as you tried to collect yourself. “I mean, yeah, obviously. That’s so stupid, I don’t even know why you think that I would feel that way…” you rambled on. Tears had started to fall, making your tiny cheeks glisten.

“Hey, hey, you are my best friend. You know that we can’t be together… like that.”

Truth be told, Hook did like you. A lot. But, he also knew that it wasn’t realistic, for either of you. So, to save face, he hid his feelings; buried them deep, locked them up, and threw away the key.

“Yes, James, I know! Thank you for saying it over and over again,” you spat. “You know what? I just need to be alone right now.”

“Y/n, can we please talk about this-”

“Out, Hook!”

He frowned. You hadn’t called him Hook in a long time. It wouldn’t seem like much to an outsider, but he hated when you called him that. It made him feel like a stranger.

“Okay, Okay. I’ll go… but I still think we should talk about this at some point.”

As your bedroom door shut, you broke down. You had never really felt this way before. Of course, you had never gotten close enough to anyone for them to break your heart either. As you sat there, wiping your tears away as they cascaded down your face, you had one thought on your mind:

I just want to be normal.

It was a dangerous potion, one that would only work if everything was done exactly right. You were risking a lot, but the reward seemed much greater. If done correctly, you would become human. No more wings, no more magic. You would fit in. There was one problem though. You couldn’t make the potion on your own. You needed the help of someone a lot more… normal sized, and after a lot of searching and a lot of writing down what you wanted to say because nobody could understand you, you had finally recruited someone.

“Are you sure that you want to do this?” Bridget asked. “Once we do this, you can’t go back. But, if this is what you want, of course I’ll help you.” You gave her a very enthusiastic nod, tiny bell sounds ringing throughout the room.

“Alrighty, let’s get started then.” She opened the spellbook, turning to the page that you had marked. You watched over her shoulder as she poured ingredients into the cauldron, making sure that everything was measured exactly right.

Bridget grabbed the griffin claw and stirred up the potion. As she stirred it, it turned from a pile of ingredients to a bright purple liquid. “You know, this is kind of exciting. What do you think James is going to think? You guys are close, right?”

You hadn’t thought about Hook since he had left your room. You didn’t even know if you could face him after being absolutely humiliated. But, he had made his feelings perfectly clear. So you didn’t have to worry about him… you hoped.

She scooped some of the potion into a small cup for you, setting it down on the table. “You ready?” Bridget asked. You landed on the table, staring at the cup in front of you. Your entire life was about to change, the key to normalcy was sitting right in front of your eyes. It would be strange and different, but for the best.

You picked up the tiny cup and took a deep breath before downing the potion. Everything felt normal and you had started to panic, thinking that the potion was made wrong and it didn’t work.

Then your vision went dark.

“Y/n? Y/n, are you okay?” A voice asked from above you. You opened your eyes, immediately putting your hands up to shield them from the bright lights of your room. Slowly sitting up, you looked around. Bridget was sat next to you, a worried look on her face. You looked around the room.

Everything looked normal. It worked.

“Bridget, it worked!” you exclaimed, your hand reaching across your shoulder to feel your back. No wings. “Yeah, you took quite the tumble there. Is your head okay?” She felt the back of your head as she checked for any bumps.

“I feel great… and also a little underdressed.” When you had transformed, your teeny little clothes obviously didn’t transform with you. Bridget was luckily kind enough to wrap you in one of her blankets.

Bridget helped you up, leading you over to her bed where she had laid out clothes for you. “We’ll work on getting you some clothes of your own, but for now I am more than happy to share. I’m going to clean up, the bathroom is right over there. Call for me if you need me.”

You grabbed the clothes she laid out and brought them into the bathroom, setting them down on the counter. You smiled as you looked into the mirror that was in front of you. You looked like a hot mess, but you felt good.

Bridget was sat on her bed as she waited for you to come out of the bathroom. When you came out she got up, going over to you. “You look amazing. Are you feeling okay? Do you need anything?” she fixed your hair as she spoke. “I’m okay, Bridget. Thank you, I don’t know what I would do without you.”

“Sure, any time! I know that you would do the same for me. Oh, this is so exciting! I finally get to actually talk to you!” she squealed with pure excitement. “We have alchemy together tomorrow morning, so you’re welcome to stay the night! We could have our very first sleepover!”

“I would love to, Bridget.”

The next morning, Bridget helped you get ready. You were dressed like her twin in a bright pink sweater and white pants. It wasn’t exactly your style, but you felt cute. The walk to class was uneventful besides a few people staring and whispering here and there, but that was to be expected.

The two of you sat at your assigned seats once you had arrived at the classroom. All of your classmates gawked at you. It wasn’t every day that your classmate who was just a few inches tall the day before was now five feet tall and human.

Hook walked in, and he looked absolutely disheveled. The night before had been rough on him. He froze in his tracks when his eyes landed on the seat that you had usually sat in.

There was no way.

He sat down in his seat two rows behind yours. His eyes never left you, almost burning a hole into the back of your head due to how hard he was staring. He was in utter disbelief.

Around the end of the class, a note was slipped onto your station. You looked around curiously, trying to figure out who put it there, before opening the note.

Meet me at our spot at 8:30 - J

Your head whipped around as you looked for Hook. You felt a pit of nervousness build in your stomach. You thought that you didn’t care what he thought, but as you read his note all of your feelings for him resurfaced. What if he still didn’t like you?

The lake was yours and Hook’s spot. The two of you spent the day there every single day after school. You sat on the rocks, waiting for him to arrive. The nervousness you felt never left, in fact, it felt like it had actually doubled. Tripled, even.

“Y/n?” Hook asked. You turned around, and there he was. He was stood behind you, a puzzled look on his face. “Hi, James…” you mumbled as you tried to scan his face for a reaction.

He sat next to you and his hands cupped your cheeks. You sighed, the feeling of his cold rings against your cheeks helped you to relax a bit. He studied your face, noticing all of the little details he couldn’t see before. “Why did you do this, darling? You loved your magic.”

You took his hand in yours, holding it close to you. “I never fit in, James. I did love it, but I needed to make a change.”

He nodded, his hand squeezing yours. “Well, if this is what you want, then I’m happy for you. Even if you do kind of look like Bridget right now,” he teased. You rolled your eyes and gave him a gentle shove. “I’m borrowing her clothes until I get some of my own, be nice to her.”

“You could always borrow some of mine. They would definitely fit you a lot better now.”

You blushed, your heart almost beating out of your chest. He looked more gorgeous than ever in that moment. “J… I’m sorry about before. I let my feelings get the best of me and-”

His lips were pressed to yours within seconds. His skin was warm and soft and he held you like you were a porcelain doll that could break at any moment. You wrapped your arms around him as you tried to pull him closer. All of the anxious thoughts in your head had completely disappeared in that moment.

The two of you pulled away after a few seconds, your lipgloss smeared across his lips. You giggled and used your sleeve to wipe it off. “If you couldn’t tell, I like you too. This new you is going to take some getting used to, but I think that we can make it work.”

“Wait, you liked me back?”

“I did. I just, I thought it would be easier on you if you thought that I didn’t like you… which I see now was not the case and I am very sorry.” He wrapped an arm around you and pressed a kiss to your temple.

“It’s okay. I mean, we both knew that it wouldn’t have worked out. But, it doesn’t matter anymore. This is me now,” you said excitedly.

“You know, despite being human now, you’re still pretty tiny, darling.” He reached his hand up, ruffling your hair. You turned to face him and lunged at him, tackling him to the ground. “Hey!” he shouted.

You smirked, leaning down and pressing a kiss to his lips. “What? I told you that I would tackle you if you did that again.”

“I think I deserve another kiss for that load of rubbish.”

You rolled your eyes and leaned down, planting another kiss on his lips.

“That’s better, darling.”

a/n: WOWWWWW that was a long one. i had two people request literally the exact same thing so of course i had to deliver. i hope you enjoy, and if you wanna see anything else about this plot/story send me an ask! i enjoyed writing this one!! <3

[starjxsung]

okayyy i guess i will make the first request !!! :3 what do you think jealous sex with skz would be like ? the type of sex where they're so jealous and frustrated by something (or someone), they need to fuck their frustration into you

giggles and runs away

-🦢

Chan: quiet at first about why he’s frustrated or jealous tbh. sorta just makes it obvious that he’s horny (I lowk feel like he would get horny as a result of being frustrated or mad??), fucks his anger out on you and it’s v sloppy, not rushed per se but closer to a quickie even though he can still go a few rounds. Lots of heavy grunting and he’s not trying to be quiet at all. And only after he’s finished and you’re in bed beside him catching your breath, he’ll indulge you in the details of what’s got him so bothered. Become the sort of thing where you’re horny if he comes home in a visibly frustrated mood because you know what it implies ! Very talkative during aftercare though. Like your own personal little Channie gossip sesh

Minho: will rant to you between kisses while he’s ripping your clothes off. Hes definitely indulging you in all the details the second he’s alone with you- you’re the type to be on the same page about everything together, and naturally, you hate the people he hates and vice versa. So when he’s frustrated, he goes to you first about it. Sometimes it can be a very emotional sort of thing, could mean he’s shedding a few tears out of frustration and you’re there to console him about it. But when it’s just straight anger or annoyance, he’s going to rant to you until he physically cannot talk in between kisses anymore. He’ll probably even just start to fuck you while he’s still ranting until his frustration turns into the type of pleasure that replaces his words with nothing but heavy breathing and moaning. Not even sure what he was so annoyed about by the time he’s done w you !

Changbin: doesn’t want to make a big deal about it ! You have to sorta coax it out of him. And honestly, he’s simultaneously best coaxed and relaxed after a good fuck. He’s not one to be too rough or anything just because he’s upset, but he’s just grateful you’re the best stress reliever. Lots of kissing, desperate grabbing at each other and sometimes the sex can even feel lighthearted when he’s aware that you’re doing your best to comfort him. Sort of the realization that no source of frustration or jealousy is worth letting it come between the two of you. So he’ll just give himself to focusing on your pleasure and then talk it out after. He might even deny it after and joke around that he was never frustrated or jealous to begin with, but he’s still thanking you for it and eventually you’ll be on the same page about what’s bothering him.

Hyunjin: sweaty. When he gets consumed by frustration or especially jealousy, he’s particularly sloppy with his thrusts, very sweaty, probably sucks a few hickies wherever he can reach and doesn’t care to make them discreet. He’s all heavy breathing, loud groaning, just kinda wants to fill you up with his load as a stress reliever tbh. Feel like he wouldn’t say anything about it but you’d know he was jealous in the way he fucks. Also evident in the way he speaks very little- of course he’ll pay careful attention to cues to make sure he’s not hurting you or anything, but the talking will be very minimal. He just relies on his body language to indicate what he wants. If he is jealous about something, my guess is you won’t know until he’s had a few days to wait on it before saying anything.

Jisung: needier than usual ! Feel like especially if he got jealous over something, he’d be itching to get you home and fuck you like he never has before, just to prove a point. Maybe uses it as an opportunity to try something you’ve both been wanting to try. The guy at the bar was staring at you a little too long? He’s going to drag you to the car and fuck you right there, knowing you’ve been vocalizing your desire to try it, but he sees it as an opportunity to get your head spinning before you can get him even more frustrated. You can bet he’s going to walk back into the bar with his shirt half-on and a cocky fucking smirk. Has you wrapped around his finger tbh, so jealousy isn’t a huge deal ! Frustration is just opportunism for him.

Felix: particularly keen on pleasuring you. He’s vulnerable with his emotions at first, so you’ll know that he’s got something on his mind, but then he just wants to make you feel good in turn. Has you on the edge of his bed very fast, all desperate to eat you out and channel all his frustration into his tongue and his fingers. Your mood is often aligned with his- which means if he’s stressed, you’re stressed, and vice versa. Solution is to make you cum as many times as you can- and then pretty soon your satisfaction is his, too. Definitely won’t lose an opportunity to fuck you too, probably transitions to fucking you when you’re just nearly tired enough so he can make sure you’re both exhausted and satisfied by the end of it. Just treats you good all around !

Seungmin: actually doesn’t get frustrated or jealous very often. And when he does, he’s largely nonchalant about it. Will offhandedly mention something that pissed him off, and you know it’s a little more than mild annoyance when he gets quiet. It’s you who wants to pleasure him as a result, and it quickly becomes some unspoken thing between you both to just fuck out the frustration. He probably doesn’t even realize how annoyed he is until he’s thrusting into you and his emotions are elevated tenfold. He’s still gentle with you, and very set on making you feel good. But you both have the same idea to pleasure each other as much as possible, so it quickly gets rougher and sloppier. The aftercare is A1 though and you probably take like a 10 hour nap after it tbh

Jeongin: a little embarrassed that he’s even frustrated or jealous in the first place! Feels like he’s not supposed to be for some reason. He has this opinion that as a boyfriend, he shouldn’t drag his emotions into your relationship and potentially let it get between you two. But also king of healthy communication, so he’ll reluctantly bring it up to you and then apologize and swear he’s not frustrated or jealous anymore (even if he is…) and the sex that follows is sweet, but desperate. He’s just desperate to be a little closer to you, like a physical reminder that you’re his and you’re not going anywhere regardless of his moods or whatever made him jealous. He loves taking control and being able to look at you, kiss you, touch you wherever he can and just have a tangible reminder that you’re satisfied with him.

[musical-shit-show]

bad idea, right?

Pairing: Adam (Hazbin Hotel) x Sinner!Reader

Inspiration: Prompts #47 (“you’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.”) from Prompt List 1 and #34 (“hate is not the word. i loathe you.”) from Prompt List 3

Warnings: Spoilers for Season 1 of Hazbin Hotel, heavy cursing, homophobic language, Adam is just generally an asshole (duh), mentions of murder, depression (?), angst, digital stimulation, choking, general kinda rough smut (18+, minors DNI!!!)

Word Count: 1,657

Author’s Note: So ever since that Hazbin finale, I’ve loved the concept of Adam getting sent to Hell, mirroring how Sir Pentious was redeemed to Heaven. So, since it’s Hell, I figured this would make sense to have it be a little darker and more mature than my typical stuff. So yeah, minors DNI (for real, I don’t want to have to block anyone). If people like this, I might try my hand at other Hazbin characters if I feel so moved (or if anyone sends in a request). As always, check out my Masterlist, About Me page, and Prompt Lists if you do want to send in a request! Happy reading, you degenerates.

“Would you get your hands off me? I just stepped in the door, asshole.”

“Did anyone see you?”

The door slammed behind you, shaking the walls of the seedy motel room on the west side of Pentagram City. Needy hands were already roaming over your figure, and you groaned in frustration.

“No,” you hissed, shrugging away from Adam’s grasp, taking off your overcoat. It was raining heavily that night, so most of the denizens of Hell had confined themselves to the indoors for the evening. That is if they weren’t working the corner or trying to find their next fix.

“As if I want to be spotted here anyways,” you huffed, “I have a reputation to uphold too, ya know.”

“Reputation,” he repeated, his golden eyes glowering beneath the horned mask that he still insisted on wearing. He chuckled darkly, “If I was seen cavorting around with a fucking sinner, there would be zero chance of me getting back to where I rightfully belong.”

Adam couldn’t fathom how this happened to him. He was then first man, the first human, and wielded unimaginable angelic power beyond comprehension.

But he was taken out by a two-foot tall, one-eyed maid with a penchant for stabbing. It almost would’ve been badass if it didn’t result in his untimely demise.

Next thing he knew, he woke up hours later, his angelic form altered into a tacky red and black cloak and broken wings. He still maintained his gold pupils, a haunting reminder of his previous afterlife.

And now he was a fallen angel.

Fallen.

Fallen. All because of that clit-licker Charlie Morningstar and her merry band of misfits. Which, at the present moment, included you. You had decided to take up residence at the Hazbin Hotel, and it made his blood boil.

So why did he still feel so drawn to you?

“Newsflash, but you’re down here too, dickwad,” you spat, taking offense to his comment, “You fucked up big time going after Lucifer’s daughter, and you’ve got no one to blame but yourself.”

Before you could launch into a tirade, Adam grabbed you firmly, pulling you flush against him, “Ya know,” he purred, “You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.”

“Pig.”

“Talking back will only make you pay for it later, dollface,” he growled, his dick twitching under his robe as he eyed you hungrily, “And if you didn’t like it, why do you keep coming back for more, hmm?”

You glared at him. The truth was, you didn’t know. He was the antithesis of everything you were trying to work toward; ever since the Princess of Hell had let you seek refuge in her hotel, you felt like you actually could be on the path to redemption.

That is, before you had a chance encounter with a fallen angel—and not just any fallen angel, but Earth’s first man—who also happened to be a massive shithead. You almost felt bad about lying to Charlie and the rest of the crew, but there was something about Adam that made it impossible for you to stay away.

You felt your insides twist as Adam spun you around so your ass was pressed against him, his form much larger and intimidating than your own. You let out a groan as his fingers weaved through your hair, giving it a slight tug as he pulled it back to expose your neck.

He nipped at the sensitive skin by your collarbone, while his other hand deftly palmed around the front of your skirt until it was hiked up to expose your panties. You should’ve been disgusted by the thought of him—and oftentimes, you were—but that didn’t stop your body from tingling with arousal.

He could sense it, the anger radiating off of you. It only turned him on more. These days, he only felt this kind of thrill when he was taunting you, teasing you until you came undone around him.

It was almost as good as when he would come down for his yearly visit, slaughtering sinners with his faithful lieutenant by his side.

Almost.

“Can’t hate me that much when you’re wet as fuck for me, huh hot stuff?” he said, his voice low in your ear. His grip tightened, the discomfort of his clawed fingers becoming almost unbearable.

“Hate is not the word,” you muttered, venom laced in your words, “I loathe you. I should do all of Hell a favor and kill you for good.”

You both knew your threats were empty. Having been an angel, Adam possessed more power than half the overlords of Hell. There was nothing special about you. If he wanted, he could snap you like a twig.

But despite his best efforts, Adam was incredibly lonely. Despondent, even. He didn’t know who he was without his legion of exterminators and Lute.

He had no plan to take over even a measly quadrant of Pentagram City, because he was struggling with the point of it all. Most overlords were now armed to the teeth with angelic weapons, which meant one more stab to the back and he was done for good.

Maybe an end to this misery would be good, but he so desperately wanted to claw his way back to Heaven that it wasn’t a risk he was currently willing to take.

He felt like a pathetic coward. But at least he had you to torment. At least when he was with you, he could stifle the cacophony of melancholia in his head. For a little while, anyways.

“Ugh, I love it when you talk dirty,” he mused, unphased by your aggression as he removed your shirt, exposing your breasts. His fingers moved your clit as he stroked you through your underwear, making you flinch, “Face it, toots. You might not be as fucked up as I am, but you have to admit this is adds just the right amount of spice to your miserable fucking existence.”

“If you’re gonna monologue all night about me being demon scum, I can go,” you shot back, glancing back at him with an annoyed look splashed across your face. “Besides, I told you last time, I’m not fucking you if you keep that stupid mask on.”

The digital façade he wore fell into a scowl, but Adam caved almost immediately and tossed the mask aside, revealing his tousled brown hair and piercing eyes. A five o’clock shadow adorned his face, and you’d almost consider him handsome if you knew nothing about his personality.

He pushed you onto the bed, his fingers threading to grip your hair again, making your back arch. Your comfort was the last thing on Adam’s mind. A part of him actually liked that you fought back against him; being challenged made fucking you even more interesting. 

You could feel how hard he was against your ass, and the pit in your stomach started to tense as you felt his cock rub against your folds, your panties now hanging pathetically from your ankles after he ripped them away from your waist.

Satan forbid he actually take off that stupid outfit of his; he had no problem disrobing you, but you didn’t have time to protest. With a sudden thrust, he sheathed himself into you, making you moan involuntarily.

You could almost hear the smirk coming from behind you as Adam began to pound into you almost immediately, his pace steady and rough. “You’re gonna take it like a good little slut, aren’t you?” he mocked, not letting on how perfect you felt around him, “You know there isn’t demon dick in all of Hell that’s as good as the original.”

How this guy got into Heaven in the first place, you’d never know. “Wouldn’t be too sure of that,” you needled as he pulled you to him again, his strokes getting deeper and making your abdomen tighten, “I’ve heard Lucifer is amazing in bed.”

You knew this would set him off; any time you invoked Lucifer’s name, you knew you were playing with fire.

Adam growled in your ear, his temper flaring. His rhythm quickened, becoming more frantic and desperate. You felt your eyes starting to water as he slammed into you, causing your pussy to throb around him.

Before you could utter another insult, you felt his hand finally loosen its grip on your hair and rest on your throat, squeezing the sides of your neck as he continued fucking you from behind.

He wasn’t going to forget that comment, but he could bitch about Lucifer later; he had more pressing matters at hand.

“Doesn’t matter, babe,” he said, his breathing starting to get ragged as he inched closer to coming inside you, “Your cunt is mine.” Adam might’ve been a sadistic asshole, but he was no idiot; he knew you were just as wretched and alone as he was.

You had to be if you were willingly sneaking around with God’s former favorite on a regular basis.

Which suited him just fine. If he was really damned, he might as well fill his time filling someone else.

His grasp tightened around your throat, and you felt your climax building inside you as he rutted against you at a now punishing speed. “Fuck you,” you squeaked out, trying to sound intimidating, but it was hopeless.

You unraveled around him a few moments later, spasming as you gasped for air, the constriction around your throat deliciously agonizing. Adam spilled into you soon after, a low hum of pleasure emitting from him. Him coming inside you was the most intimate he’d get as far your hookups were concerned.

Feeling equal parts disgusted and satisfied, you pulled your underwear back on, resting on your elbows and finally able to look him into the eye again. Even in the lusty post-sex haze, you could feel the sadness in his stare.

“So,” he drawled, leaning down to close the gap between you, “Same time next week?”

~~~~~

thanks for reading, depraved sinner! as always, please like/comment/reblog if you enjoyed! <3

[fisshbones]

Things genshin women do that are annoying.

[Furina, Mona, Lynette, Lumine+Paimon, Yomiya] gn! reader. Fluff, kinda crack ngl

a/n: im gonna post my works here instead of my main page because it’s less cluttered here. Also first real attempt at writing.

Furina: 🍰

You know the annoying birthday tradition where you’re blowing out your birthday candles, then someone comes up behind you and smashes your head in the cake? Yeah she does that. Yet she HATES having it happen to her. What a hypocrite 😒 She gets a back up cake though if that makes you feel better.

Yoimiya: 🧨

Accidentally set you on fire once… maybe twice or more.. 🔥 Look it’s not on purpose so I forgive her !! Sometimes she just doesn’t realize how close you are to the firework :( I personally hc that she’s got poor depth perception. And that comes into play here. It’s annoying but it’s forgivable 😕 She loves you and fireworks, sometimes she just overlooks the fact you’re a little bit too close to said firework.

Mona: 🌌

Burps loudly then blames it on you. You decide to take her to a nice restaurant because she’s broke and you’re a good s/o. How does she pay you back? By letting out the loudest stankiest burp then blaming on you. 🤢 People are whispering to each other how it’s so rude of you to not even say “excuse me” especially in a fancy establishment. Thanks Mona.

Lynette: ☕️

Probably the least annoying offender here. She sneaks up behind you constantly 👻 She’s not doing it intentionally, she’s just a quiet person yk? But nonetheless she’s still scares tf outta you sometimes. You’ll be outside gardening or something and she’ll quietly put her hand on your shoulder to pull you towards her. Now you’re thinking about get kidnapped by some of her enemies. 😓 Panic attack aside… Happy to see you Lynette!

Lumine: ✨

Okay Lumine doesn’t embarrass you (often), but Paimon does. And since they come in a package, if you want her you’re also going to get Paimon too.👩‍👧Between the micro aggressions with the people of Sumeru and constantly walking into your guy’s intimate moments; she is constantly embarrassing you. But Lumine adds on to the embarrassment by NEVER CORRECTING THAT FLYING LAVENDER MELON 🍈 Just tell her to stop being so rude sometimes and let me live in peace!!!

likes and reblogs appreciated <3

[laurefindele-thegolden]

I've seen so many posts the past few days where people are asking if it's worth continuing The Rings of Power or even starting it.

And as someone who hated this show with a burning passion to start with (but then had a complete 180) let me give you a few pointerss

1. STOP COMPARING IT TO PETER JACKSONS WORK!

This is like the key point. They're two separate works of art, by different people. One is focused on specific books as source material, the other is using an overall story as its source material with a few passages or pages from other books. So they have to maybe twist things a bit, add stories to stretch it out. I mean HELL PJ himself did that, removed many things from LOTR changed things up. Like Arwen did fuck all in the books really, but PJ decided to change that and give her things to do. And I don't think I have to delve into the mess that was the Hobbit. What I'm saying is, they're two different works of art, made by different people, set during different ages in ME, and it's different source material.

2. "oh but the inaccuracies!"

This kinda also goes with the above, even Peter Jackson's works have inaccuracies and they had the rights to the whole text. And if it will help you to separate the two maybe view the Rings of Power as a fanfic? Or just a completely different thing, a work of fiction in its own right, ignoring the previous lore.

3. The Hair??!!

Okay sure that was one of the things for me, what do you mean that's Finrod? (To be fair that one sill hurts). However, for the majority of elves Tolkien never specified that all elves have long hair. And second of all, I am not sure if this is true cause I've only seen it mentioned on twitter but allegedly there were wig shortages after the pandemic so the production team got wigs for key characters and asked other actors to grow out their hair. And now they just kinda have to roll with it

4. It's Boring

Okay the first two episodes were also a bit of a slow burn for me but just get through it because it gets better. Also the costumes and cinematography is fantastic in the show. So really it is worth watching especially that S2 is looking to be intense and amazing.

5. Oh but why is this character acting like this?

This goes to part 1, don't compare to Peter Jackson movie characters. I mean even they had their flaws! But this is the second age, these characters are at different points in their lives, dealing with other things that you know in the long run teach them things and in turn could lead to make them become the way they are in the third age. And also if your only knowledge about these characters comes from LOTR maybe it's worth trying to delve into the Silmarillion and other texts about the First Age because it explains a lot

To add to this at the end, don't discredit TROP because it is a great show.

[wooahaes]

an act of caring for others

pairing: non-idol!husband!s.coups x gn!reader

genre: fluff. married life au. grad student!cheol mentions.

word count: 1.0k~

warnings: food mentions. sappy loving domestic life <3

daisy's notes: hes just so husband shaped idk what to tell u

In your married life, you never expected to become the kind of couple who hosted dinner parties regularly. 

Maybe “regularly” wasn’t the best word for it. It wasn’t as though the two of you hosted these nights every month or anything. Simply put: you learned a couple things in your two years of marriage. One was that several of your grad student husband’s friends were crushed underneath the weight of classes and jobs (you, thankfully, only had a job to worry about). Two was that a few of his friends couldn’t cook to save their lives (Wonwoo and Soonyoung and sometimes Vernon…). And three: you genuinely, truly loved cooking for other people. This one wasn’t exactly new, though. Sure, you loved cooking for your now-husband while the two of you were dating (sometimes he’d help where he could, always in love with the domesticity of it), but you loved cooking for your friends and family, too. 

A little over a year ago, you had invited his friends over with this ‘bring a side dish or a dessert, but you don’t have to if you don’t want to’ tacked onto the message. Hell, you’d mentioned that they could bring a lunchbox if they’d like to take leftovers—but they’d have to settle things out themselves. It was during that first night that you really got to listen to a few of them talking about life. You and Seungcheol were pretty lucky to not have to worry too heavily about things, since your job paid pretty damn well and you both also had family to fall back onto. But Joshua had been talking about how he kinda missed being in the U.S. sometimes because his mom only visited so often, and when you heard Seungkwan talk about missing Jeju and his family…

Well. It tugged at your heartstrings enough to ask Seungcheol how he felt about maybe picking a day every few months so that most of his friends could come together for a meal. He’d agreed pretty easily, admitting his own concerns over people like Junhui and Minghao who didn’t have family here. So the two of you started hosting little dinners here and there, always for people who were feeling homesick. Sometimes that would mean Seungkwan would call you up and ask if he could join the two of you sometime, other times it was Jun saying he would come help make dinner and Minghao would bring wine. 

Other times were like today: you and Seungcheol waking up early on a day you didn’t have to work, and immediately getting started in the kitchen after you’d had breakfast. This time, Seungcheol would have to stop helping in order to study for a bit since he had a test tomorrow morning in one of his classes, but that was fine. It was the prepwork that was the most hell, in your opinion: endless chopping and whatnot. 

You couldn’t help but admire him now. He was standing near the fridge, glasses sliding down his nose as he studied a recipe book, hair half-pulled up. Sometimes you thought that you would marry him again if he asked you, no matter how silly that would be. 

“You’re staring again,” he hummed, smiling. 

“I’m admiring, thank you.” 

He chuckled, turning to kiss you as you came closer. “I’m doing the math in my head,” he said, turning back to the book. “I might have to run to the store for more of this…” He tapped at something on the page, although you didn’t really care to look. You were still admiring him. He noticed a second later, and smiled into another soft kiss. “I hate that you’ll have to do the majority of the work this time…”

“I don’t mind,” you said. “I care about you and your friends. You can’t help that you need to study,” you wrapped your arms around his shoulders. “You’re almost done, y’know?”

“I know,” he said, dragging out the word. His arms wrapped around your waist, drawing you in closer. “But you already do a lot for me. Other people would be annoyed—”

“And other people aren’t me, so I don’t care. You’re studying hard to get farther,” you said. “I wouldn’t have married you if I didn’t support you.” 

He smiled again, a charming look in his eyes as he gazed at you. Seungcheol was always so soft when he was near you, to the point where the tender look on his face was enough to make you cry on your wedding day. In turn, it made him cry, so you considered the two of you even. “I love you,” he said, soft as a promise. “Let me know if you change your mind and want Jun to come help. He said he didn’t mind—”

“It feels wrong to say yes,” you admitted. “I mean… We’re hosting. All the others need to do is show up.”

“Jun knows how many people we’re cooking for,” Seungcheol said. “There’s nothing wrong with needing help. Especially when I can’t help you.” 

With a sigh, you nodded. “I’ll think about it. Are you going to the store now?”

“Are you coming with me?”

Normally, you would… But duty called. You had things to keep working on. “Grab me something sweet?”

“I’ll be coming back—”

You swatted at his arm, but fell only deeper in love with the warm way he laughed at his own dumb joke. “Something chocolate, please,” you said. “We can share it if you want.” 

He stole one final kiss from you before he stepped away. “Whatever you want,” he promised. 

You purposefully waited until he was about to leave to call out to him. “I love you, too.” 

And, oh, that warm smile on his face made all of this work worth it. You would kiss that smile when the two of you went to bed tonight, exhausted from the long day and dinner that you had to put away any remains of when it was all said and done. And you would kiss that smile again tomorrow morning, just to remind him that you knew he could ace it.

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[withered--s0uls]

OKAY, I think I'm done for now.

@electrozeistyking and I a little while ago talked about how GD!N would react to DAS!Cyn. They went on about in a reblog but basically he would be extremely happy bc DAS!Cyn is a separate entity to the Absolute Solver, therefore meaning she's not the one behind everything.

So at first they probably both would be extremely happy. DAS!Cyn in her own AU upon meeting N first is absolutely terrified that he might hate her after everything the AS made her do. So the fact GD!N would react very positively to her presence would be a huge a relief to her.

Now, the issue is that the "Dormant" in "Dormant" Absolute Solver is in quotations for a reason. It simply lost interest in her as a main host / had no need for her anymore. It still has admin rights over DAS!Cyn and she still has a Solver Form. Though she doesn't use it by choice bc of PTSD triggers (until possibly a specific point in Ep7 but I'm waiting for ep8 to decide).

So yeah I think that would make both GD!N and DAS!Cyn kinda anxious to put it lightly.

(More Art and stuff under cut because this crossover has been living RENT FREE IN MY HEAD)

Also fun fact

@electrozeistyking has mentioned and shown Beanie finding comfort in the sound of her fathers core.

Well funny story.

DAS!Cyn always was comforted by her brothers core back at the manor, when they first reuite at the start of Ep6 and she sees DAS!Uzi summon her Solver wings and tail, her instinct is pressing closer to DAS!Ns chest for comfort. Her memories of the Solver features are very very blurry, but she is triggered by seeing them regardless.

I thought It was cute the girls have that in common, so I decided to draw them and GD!N sleeping with the girls having their heads close to his core :3

OKAY FINALLY WE GET TO THE DOODLE PAGE

I didn't feel like fully making these so they're sketchy doodles :"

The first two are based on Zeisty saying GD!N would probably pick DAS!Cyn up and spin her around. Also you probably noticed between this doodle, the first drawing & the Tiny!N & DAS crossover post, but DAS!Cyn displays flowers on her visor to emote happiness!

The 3rd and 4th are just random interactions between the kiddos lol. I feel like Beanie probably would be happy to have another Auntie, not to mention one closer to her age so they can do silly kid stuff together. DAS!Cyn... oh boy

She would feel a whole range of emotions; grief about missing so much of her brothers life (like he has a kid ffs), guilt and self blame after finding out what happened to Uzi (she blames herself for everything the AS caused, even tho she never agreed to it) which might end up in a "slight" breakdown, anger at the AS for causing GD!N that kind of pain and eventually once she processed all those emotions she probably would be excited to get to know Beanie. Like!! Imagine finding out you have a little Niece!!

She probably would struggle to easily keep up with Beanie bc she still has motor issues like in canonverse so she's a little slower, so it'd be mostly her trying not to fall over her own feet whilst being dragged around by an excited toddler who probably even with child lock is stronger than her lmao.

Also I drew DAS!Cyn in an alternate outfit bc I wanted to actually kinda show the oil reserve canister,,,

Ok wanting to respond to the hashtags specifically bc :)) yay

Also ig this is some DAS lore fact drops lol

Yeah, DAS!Cyn kinda didn't take it well either when she first realized the AS technically can still take over if it really wanted to after she transferred bodies in an attempt to escape. Imagine getting your core nearly crushed in an attempt to flee from robo satan just to find out entity STILL can use you for their bidding. Like!!! Damn that's not fair the kid nearly fucking died trying to break free!!!

DAS!Cyn definitely would want to spare Beanie the horrors too. DAS!Cyn herself is mentally like 7-10/11 at best 6-9 at worst -- despite kids usually just saying whatever comes to mind, she repressed most AS related stuff for a reason, she definitely wouldn't share what she knows with her newfound niece

I feel things would be either super great and happy or super traumatizing depending on when in the timeline we throw DAS!Cyn at them. If she's there during ep 6-7? Oh boy. Oh no. DAS!Cyn & DAS!N have an exchange during Ep7 that would not go over so well if it was GD!N in DAS!Ns place, because it would be awfully similar to GD!Uzis death -- she doesn't die, because DAS!N can't get himself to shoot with her being so close to the AS, despite her literally shouting at him to do it and that she won't be angry, that'll be fine. -- yeah I don't think GD!N would handle that well 😭 Zeisty feel free to get the angst train rolling if you wanna add your two cents on how that'd go over -- any point before that? Probably fine. Post S1? I'd imagine also fine depending on what Ep8 throws at us (except like... look at ideas list for more info*)

I'll assume that'd be Beanie reacting to seeing DAS!Cyn having the Solver tail and possibly the glitching Solver symbol in her visor. Yeah she definitely would try to play it off and go try and hide somewhere until she can get it under control again. High stress or negative emotions causes her Solver to act up (unrelated to the AS, just her own Solver form without the entity controlling anything!!) So what I said above to her reaction to the news of GD!Uzi being dead? And possibly finding out the reason why? Yeah that might trigger her tail and wings to pop out and her to basically be reduced to a hyperventilating ball on the floor because of proceeding to blame herself for all of GD!Ns suffering due to thinking the AS actions & it being a danger are her fault

Other things I kinda wanted to doodle but didn't for now, might do at a later point;

Cyn still has a Solver Core, which is the same as a DD core (except smaller lol). So I was playing with the idea of Beanie noticing that her core sounds different from GD!Ns due to hers being severely damaged and actively leaking after the AS attempted to crush it during the body transfer. DAS!Cyn then trying to play it off

Some kind of acknowledgement of the Oil reserve canister on DAS!Cyns back, it was made by Tessa before the AS did the medurder and stuff. It's supposed to help keep the Solver in check by preventing overheating, hence why its directly connected to her chest where her core is

There was something else but it slipped my mind

Smth I'm not gonna say publicly for now until Zeisty posts something about it and/or eventually posts the chapters bc I don't want to spoil esp not bc it isn't my place to :" (if you're curious, Zeisty, lmk I can tell you in VC or DMs lol) but it partly would possibly be related to the 1st idea listed

* I have an idea for what happens to Cyns original body (the one the AS uses & that wears Tessa) post Ep8 IF Ep8 let's me do it that is. I think it could be fun to crossover that idea bc of GD!Ns ghost sight.... tho it definitely also would be fucking stressful and trauma inducing bc Solver stuff sooo yeah rip (again, if you want I could elaborate in vc or DMs on this bc I want to first wait and see what the season finale brings before I do anything "official" with this)

GD!N reacting to the information that DAS!Cyn canonly shot "Tessas" gun at the AS (well technically at its tentacles. Point being that kid fired a gun/knows how to use one) -- which again could be very interesting if we were to toss them into the same Ep7 bc that's when she does it

Possibly GD!N finding out ab the scars/cracks surrounding DAS!Cyns core bc,,, yeah

Anyways uuuhh heightbsheet bc I'm 99% sure I drew stuff inaccurate

These were actually so fun to draw and think & talk about. I'll post the GD x IC crossover once I'm done with that (yes, yes there is more than what you already saw Zeisty. Not much more but more nonetheless)

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MEDIA MANAGEMENT — NJ DEVILS

notes: inspired by bestie Kaylin’s ( @starsandhughes ) penalty box series, i’m starting a new insta edit series!

summary: y/n is the NJ Devils social media manager but she also loves posting on her personal account after every game!

notes: this was supposed to be posted last night but tumblr hates me and wasn’t letting me post. so for the sake of the timeline, we’re pretending it was posted last night.

y/ndevils00

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y/ndevils00 🚨🚨 BRATT TRICK ALERT 🚨🚨

tonight my very best friend on this team (sorry nico), the man, the myth, the brattman got his very first career hat trick and i couldn’t be prouder!! i mean, look at that smiley face! so very well deserved!

on the other hand, maraschino cherry got a penalty tonight for high sticking. never fret, i reprimanded him and he’s assured me that he will never ever ever do it again because that’s bad boy behavior!

see also: hershey kiss looking very smug after his goal; rowdy looking dashing during warmups (he definitely didn’t pay me to say this); and nolan getting his well deserved praise from the other ones™️

CONGRATS ON THE WIN BOYS! YOU FINALLY DID IT!

tagged jesperbratt, nicohischier, john.marino97, jackhughes, nolanfoote and njdevils

jesperbratt thank you y/n 😆

y/ndevils00 of course, my munchkin!

user3 the random jack picture in with the game pics💀 she’s feeding the rumors

nicohischier HE’S your best friend? i’ll remember that next time i stop at chipotle before going to the arena

y/ndevils00 hey now! don’t bring the chipotle into this! if it’s any consolation you’re my favorite captain 🫶

nicohischier i’m the only captain?

y/ndevils00 and you do it so well

john.marino97 did you just call me a cherry?

john.marino97 also i want everyone to know that y/n’s version of reprimanding me was spraying me in the face with water

y/ndevils00 and it worked didn’t it? you went back out there and didn’t get any more penalties in the third period. i’ll make a great mother one day

john.marino97 dear god please don’t ever reproduce

jackhughes did you just imply that i paid you to compliment me? that’s such a lie!

y/ndevils00 the $5 burning a hole in my pocket says otherwise! thank you for contributing to y/n’s rent fund!

dougieham @/y/ndevils00 he makes you pay rent?

user73 who’s he?!

dawson1417 hughesy got a slide but i didn’t?!

y/ndevils00 i like him more than you <3

dawson1417 what if i paid you $20?

y/ndevils00 …so i was thinking of giving you your own post

njdevils our boys were FIRE tonight! 🔥

y/ndevils00 well- they were kinda sloppy in the first half

nicohischier did you just use the devils page to comment on your own post just so you could attack us?

y/ndevils00 @/nicohischier i would never do such a thing! where are these accusations coming from?!

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

Thanks for the tags (and the distraction), @kiwiana-writes and @filet-o-feelings!

1. How many works do you have an AO3? 96!

2. What's your total AO3 word count? 358,657

3. What fandoms do you write for? Primarily Schitt’s Creek and RWRB. I have 2 911 WIPs that I’ll probably never finish and one 911/SC crossover threesome fic that I do kinda want to finish but I don’t see myself writing for that fandom regularly.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

the lie between your teeth (Schitt’s Creek)

if i’m not beyond repair (Schitt’s Creek)

never knew a home until I found your hands (RWRB)

love you in moderation (do I look moderate to you?) (Schitt’s Creek)

so bitter and so sweet (Schitt’s Creek)

So basically, angst, angst, smut, smut, and a coffeeshop au

5. Do you respond to comments? Always, eventually! I’m just really, really slow.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Probably the SC MCD fic lol

(we’ll always long for) one more song

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Basically all the others? Obviously there are some that are just tooth-rotting fluff the whole way through but I kind of feel like the lie between your teeth feels like the happiest payoff

8. Do you get hate on fics? Not lately. It could be that I haven’t been writing much though.

9. Do you write smut? I have been told that filth and feelings is my trademark (also btw I have not given up on kinktober, it’s just slow going)

10. Do you write crossovers? I have! I wrote a pre-canon SC/Crazy Ex-Girlfriend crossover (twist yourself around me) and there’s the above mentioned threesome fic that maybe I’ll get around to finishing.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not a whole fic, no.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? I haven’t, but might be open to it if someone asked.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yes! (B)13 Reasons Why with @blackandwhiteandrose and parallax with @indestructibleheart. Always open to more collabs!

(What happened to 14? Why is there no question? This is only 19 questions!)

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Well, you see, I’m very stubborn and mostly refuse to give up on any of the wips even though realistically I know they won’t all get finished. I don’t think I will finish the 911 wips I mentioned before but that’s more because I don’t want to anymore.

16. What are your writing strengths? Idk man, I guess I’m pretty good at feelings? I am really struggling with writing lately so I don’t know how to answer this.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Getting words on the page? Having any original takes? I guess plot and the interstitial stuff like dialogue tags and transitions?

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? If the character speaks a language other than English, I think it’s fine but definitely run it by a speaker of that language if you don’t know jt.

19. First fandom you wrote for? Rent

20. Favourite fics you've written? This is so hard to answer but I think today it’s shine like silver, the David was a talented pianist as a child canon divergence.

Tagging @hippolotamus @blackandwhiteandrose @indestructibleheart @rosedavid @blueeyedgrlwrites and anyone else who wants to play

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Okay so this is going to be a pretty long analysis on @somerandomdudelmao ‘s most recent update… Will have to be split into multiple posts because of pictures

Been staring at the post for a while and damn,,, imagine going from dying in an unforgiving wasteland to waking up in what I can guess is a soft mattress with a healthy portion of sheets and blankets. Like those are absolute opposites in terms of comfort

The fact that Leo wakes up with unfocused eyes (compared to his brothers, who almost immediately shoot up), tells us that he’s still expecting himself to be back in that apocalypse.

Also the frown he has in the middle panel, it’s probably just his face relaxing, but we see that it immediately goes to a frown. An “ugh, im so exhausted why am I awake?” Sort of expression. Which kinda continues to show in the last panel of this first page.

And in that entire time, Leo’s eyes never fully focus. Because he isn’t expecting anything good to happen for him. So why should he even try at this point when there’s no one left to save?

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Which brings us to the next page. Zooming in, we can see that Leo is staring at the back of Donnie’s shell. Im guessing it takes him a moment to realize what he’s looking at because we get enough time to see Donnie struggle to stay awake. And knowing Donnie, this hints to Leo that this isn’t some sort of normal hallucination.

We can also see that Leo is on a soft bed, and is being consistently monitored by Donnie. I am wondering what Donnie is working on though. Maybe checking Leo’s vitals? A new prosthetic for Leo? Or maybe, for once, allowing himself to start to plan on a new invention. Something that doesn’t directly involve with whether the resistance will survive the next day or not. He shows this sort of stubbornness to keep himself awake until he’s sure that Leo is okay.

In the last panel we see Leo finally perk up as he crains his neck back to really get a good look at his twin. He probably notices how Donnie’s shell looks a bit wider, his arms a bit stronger. But maybe hasn’t fully recognized it yet. This is also probably where he lets his vision come into focus, and becomes more aware of his surroundings because oh shit, I’m not dying on packed dirt any more.

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Moving on to page 3, Leo reaches out to Donnie to see if he’s real. These poses remind me of the first episode of the comics.

(Episode 1, part 7) Here we see Leo do pretty much the exact same hand motion as his tiny, little self. Which kinda tells us that Leo is moving purely on instinct, on emotion. His mind telling him to seek for that sort of comfort.

When he falls in the last panel of the recent comic, I feel like it becomes some sort of wakeup call for him. Because the fall from the bed to the floor is pretty far from what we see in page 2. And the noise of his shell hitting the floor was probably pretty loud too. Enough to scare Donnie out of what ever he was working on.

Would also like to take a moment to look at Leo’s scars, specifically the one on the shell. I realized it’s the scar from when Donnie had to forcefully pull his shell together by screws and wire. (Part 2 of Episode 11)

The fact that that scar is still on Leo’s shell shows us that it was an impactful moment for him (the revived turtles so far have shown that the scars/features that stay are those they think a lot about or have an emotional attachment to). He was lucky at that time. Because the rubble that caused that injury could have easily killed him. A wrong crack/break in the shell could have left him immobile for the rest of the war. But that’s where Donnie comes in because he knows that Leo would hate that.

The reason why the scar is so big on Leo’s shell now shows how much impact it had on his mind. At least that’s my guess…

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Moving onto Page 4, we get a good view of Leo’s expression in all panels. First one shows pain, a wince. His arm looks to have twitched towards himself in order to protect his head. It could have also twitched because of Donnie’s sudden yell to him.

The second panel shows surprise. Because his twin is picking him off the floor. Symbolically speaking, this could mean that his family is here to pick him up now, to carry him over to better times.

This surprise is also towards the fact that Donnie is able to lift Leo when before, right on the day Donnie dies, it was Leo who was picking up Donnie.

Also notice how in this page, we don’t see Donnie’s face at all. Even when Donnie is lifting Leo up in the third panel, we just see the confusion on Leo’s face. And also, perhaps, a bit of fear. Maybe he was fearing whether or not this was a dream.

But heres the thing. Many have noticed the parallel of Donnie and Leo switching positions in who is carrying who. But I noticed another parallel in this page.

First panel in page 4 looks nearly identical to this page of Leo dying here.

When realizing this, the parallel just made that page so much more emotional to me.

Because Leo was expecting to be brought back to the apocalypse in his head.

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Moving onto page 5, we get another good view of the scar on Leo’s shell. First panel though, love the Donnie face squish. There was no way he was gonna just let his twin sit on the cold hard floor when theres a bed right there.

This might be looking to much into it, but in the first panel, it looks like Leo is shaking too.

We also see that Donnie and Leo are the same size now, when before, Leo was larger than Donnie when the soft shell was sick.

The second panel again shows the emotion Leo is going through. To me, it screams “is this real? I can’t believe it. How is this happening?” And we can see that Donnie’s grip on Leo is strong and firm while Leo seems to sorta cling/melt into his twin.

In the third panel, Donnie is telling Leo to sit still. Perhaps this is because of how badly Leo is shaking, or the fact that he had just fallen out of bed. Either way, what seems as a command for a shitty patient has another meaning; that Leo is okay. He’s going to be taken care of, he just has to let his family take care of him. Just like how he took care of them and so many other people.

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Page 6, We see Leo’s expression again, and the way his arm is still reached out from Donnie pulling it off his shoulder. It’s full of surprise but theres not much fear being shown except for the hollowness in his eyes.

Leo still doesn’t fully believe all of this is real. Then Donnie goes and starts moving around him, checking what’s left of his arm (some people are saying that it’s the first thing donnie checked. Also wondering if this could be him planning on a new prosthetic for Leo), and what I can guess is Donnie checking his heartbeat (the little white ninpo rectangle thing near Leo’s heart).

For Leo, this is quite overwhelming. He lets Donnie do his thing, but it’s been years since he’s seen his brother be so active around him. He shows signs of nervousness too, the wobbly line for his lips, and the way that his arm is tucked towards his middle, and his knees slightly pulled up and together. In that moment, he’s trying to make himself smaller.

Going back to scars again, notice the scarring on his neck. It’s the same injury from when he went to Donnie’s lab for guidance after almost getting his head bitten off by a krang dog. It’s another scar that’s left a large impact on Leo’s mind. Perhaps part of it is because of the krang dog, but another part I think is because of him yelling for Donnie.

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THIS IS PART 1 OF ANALYSIS!

PART 2

PART 3